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Daddy’s good bitch has totally accepted her role. Her Daddy…her Master…is her whole world now. Although she is still allowed to work, she knows that she is kept in chastity and always wearing the thong panties that Daddy selects for her.

In the mornings and in the evenings, all her time and devotion belongs to Daddy.

She has not cum in 26 days. Once…a week or so ago, she asked very sweetly for Daddy to let her cum as they snuggled.

Daddy pushed her roughly to the side of the bed and ordered her to lay there, face down, as he went and got his belt. Daddy spanked her very very hard. The stinging was intense but she needed it to remind her of her place. “Never ask to cum. Never. Your chastity is permanent. Your clit belongs to me, your orgasms belong to me. I decide, not you!”

“Yes Daddy, sorry Daddy!” She yelped as he rained down his swats upon her ass cheeks.

Then when he was done, he put away his belt and had her crawl off the bed to kiss his feet and beg forgiveness. She did so and then he resumed cuddling her in bed, telling her that a good girl doesn’t ever ask to cum, she lets Daddy decide.

Daddy also asked her to marry him. There is no definite wedding plans. No definite date.

Daddy’s contract is almost over where we live. We might have to move and she is to go with him. His fiancé but also his slavepet, his bimbo slut, his concubine.

She has been caged now for 145 days and thanks Daddy all the time for the gift he has given her. The gift of unrelenting arousal and the haze of submission that comes with it. Every morning she drinks down his piss and says thank you Daddy. She exercises and then prepares him breakfast and tea.

Most days, Daddy has her eat out of the metal bowl on the floor at his side, at his feet…her face messy and he will call her a pig slut, a messy piggy. Then he will let his piggy clean her face, and clean their dishes.

Daddy goes to work and she goes to work but she has to pretend to be manly. Be something she is not. She cannot wait to arrive home, strip and become Daddy’s plaything once again. Kisses his feet and thanks him tearfully for the privilege of serving Him.

Sometimes she is spanked, less severely than a punishment, with a paddle or by Daddy’s firm hand. Just to remind her.

That he is Master and Daddy.

Then she prepares his dinner and his tea. She serves him, she kneels. Will she be allowed to share the meal she prepared? Sometimes. But most days it is more mush from the bowl.

She cleans Master’s kitchen. She kneels and massages his feet while he watches TV or plays video games. Sometimes Daddy will make her go clean her pussy, ready for to be fucked. Sometimes he will have her mouth pussy. He has trained her to let him lead, tell her what to do. When to hold him deep in her throat and gag without withdrawing. Just hold there and let Daddy feel her gag, throat muscles tensing around his cock.

She takes his sperm up her cunt or into her mouth. She says thank you Daddy. She cleans his cock.

Often there is more piss feedings in the evening. She is grateful she can provide herself so that Daddy doesn’t need to interrupt his gaming or tv viewing. Similar to how, when he has an erection, he doesn’t need to aim down into the toilet bowl. She carefully places his big cockhead in her mouth and accepts his urine. So much more convenient and pleasurable for Daddy than forcing his boner into a downward position.

She delightfully observed that his erect cockhead alone is the size her clit is confined to for the rest of her life.

I had been at 20 days without orgasm. Today makes 120 days that I have been caged in chastity.

Yesterday Daddy wanted to try something we had not really done before so he had me clean out and then present my pussy to Him on my bed.

That’s ass way up, legs spread, face down, etc.

He started playing with my hole and lubing it and working his fingers in and out of me. This went on for a long time and I would just moan everytime he brushed my prostate. My balls hung low and heavy and my caged clit drooled pre-cum the entire time.

Then I felt him start trying to push something into me. Not his cock. He got it to a point and then it hurt a little so I would rock forward to get away. He would stop and then either pull me back my hooking my hip or by pulling my shoulder.

He would say “I know baby, I know it’s big but you can take it. Nice and easy.”

He told me to clench and unclench and sometimes that helps. And it did. This took a really long time. Like the time passed really slowly. He would hold it, obviously an anal plug, firmly and I could feel my ass lips stretched around it.

I have never done this before and what I enjoyed the most was the sensation of being helpless while he forced my cunt to accept the toy a little at a time.

Sometimes he would pull it all the way out and then put his fingers back in. Using up to four fingers to stretch me. He’d say “That is fuckin hot” and things like that.

And a lot of encouragement. I was sweating because part of that stretch is painful but not…in an acute way. Not like when you slap your finger in a car door or stub your toe. It’s more like an ache right around your pussy lips. And then everytime I’d feel them relax and accept more of the toy.

He also would keep adding lube gel to it which I am sure helped.

Finally he did get it all in me. There was one point where the stretch was hurting again and then all of a sudden my cunt just sort of swallowed it. He held the base and rocked it gently inside me.

I felt so full and so proud of taking it. My first plug!!

He kissed my ass cheeks and my back and said “that’s a good bitch. You take what Daddy gives you. That’s a hungry pussy isn’t it?”

And I was very floaty and light headed, I said “yes Daddy” in the most faggoty voice. Like it wasn’t even me.

Then he slowly started pulling it back out and somehow that was WAY more uncomfortable than putting it in but he didn’t stop, even though he went really slow.

He stopped where it felt like the stretch was the “biggest” and it hurt and then once again I could feel my pussy relax into the stretch and I mentally I felt amazing that I was letting him stretch me.

He said “alright, all the way out now, give it to me”

And I breathed and released and he pulled it out and when he did all of a sudden my clit spurted a glob of cum. And then another and another.

I have not ever “cum” this way before. Just a drop of cum would fall out onto the towel and then another. So separate. But they kept coming.

I felt literally nothing. Not one orgasmic spasm or wave.

It was even more “nothing” than the time he made me cum by fondling my balls (the post that Tumblr enjoys the most) or when he ruined my orgasm while fucking me by clamping down on my balls painfully. In both of those instances, I could feel little contractions.

Yesterday, nothing. A complete mystery.

He said “You came without permission” and then I remembered that was the “worst” offense.

I told him “Daddy, I didn’t feel anything I promise! There was no warning! I felt nothing!”

But he put the slimy plug up to my lips and said “Open!”

I let him put the plug in my mouth and even though it was large and filled my mouth, to be honest I thought it was going to be HUGE.

He told me to hold the plug in my mouth and put my face back down on the bed and stay still.

He left the room. Then he came back and I felt him grab his balls and pull them kind of upwards and out from my body.

And then he started whacking them with something. I felt pain and sick immediately. Each thwack made a sound and I moaned around the plug in my mouth.

After about 15 hits, he told me “you are a bad girl for coming without Daddy’s permission, isn’t that right?!”

And me with the plug, trying to answer “Yes Daddy” but with urgency.

He thwacked my balls about 50 times. And honestly I think he hit softer as he went on. Once the first couple of hits register it all feels the same. Just that gross sick feeling in your stomach.

But once again, I could tell from the impact he was hitting them firmly but not outrageously hard. It was not pleasant but even when I am in pain and nauseated like that, I love feeling helpless. I love it!

When he was done, he immedietely dropped his shorts and boxers and fucked me.

I could not enjoy it because I was nauseated from my scrotum being punished.

He did not take very long and I felt his cock shooting and pulsing in me and he grunted a few times.

“SEE? That is how a MAN cums.” He said “deeply inside of his bitch’s cunt”

He pulled out quickly and took the plug from my mouth and had me clean his cock. He put me back face down and lubed the plug and worked it back into my hole.

Then he had me lick my cum up off the towel. He made me keep it in for about 30 minutes.

I was just lying there, ass up, trying to enjoy myself but I couldn’t because I had failed to NOT cum and my balls hurt.

When he came back to pull the plug out, his jizz globs came with it.

These globs of dirty cum mixed with lube all over the towel and of course he made me lick those up too.

We finished by me drinking his piss.

Today my balls are fine but my ass lips do feel a little sore. Like a workout does to you the day after.

I tried to find the same types of images on Tumblr (that Daddy showed me) and I couldn’t find an exact match for the vibe.

It IS interesting that…the sub WANTING to be like “a bimbo mindless slut” is mostly a straight male fetish, and they want their wives or girlfriends to dom them. Haven’t found anything yet from the wife/gf perspective but man this is interesting!

But nevertheless I did follow some of the ones I did find for inspiration.

I think my big difference is I don’t want to be female but I’m so turned on at the idea of being something specifically to turn on my man, my Daddy. He could have picked anything I guess and if it made him happy I’d probably do it.

“Be a refrigerator!” You got it Daddy, yes Sir!

I’m so turned on by being controlled, told what to do, having all my decisions made by someone else. That’s our big connection, me and Daddy. I need to be controlled and he loves control. It’s a match!!

—-Daddy, I’ll show you later to see if they match up with what you like. I’m very very excited about the prospect of this, I love seeing you happy!!

Happy Fathers Day to the Dads out there and of course to my Daddy.

Days Caged: 113, Days Without Orgasm: 14

Sometimes when I make these updates I cannot remember what I’ve already posted and what I’ve forgotten. I don’t like to be repeating myself but sometimes I do write things more than once to give it emphasis.

Daddy and I have been talking the contract over. He took out some of the harshest-sounding verbiage but he doubled down on…for lack of a better word, the feminization of me?

I’ve been asking him about it. Not a lot. But then yesterday, he took me to movie (The Watchers) and dinner and he ordered for me (Shrimp on salad) and he told me, in a low sexy voice….he leaned in and said “You know how…you are wondering about the gender stuff, the…uhm…pronouns in our contract?”

And I nodded and smiled and said “yes Daddy” and he said “well, you know how much it turns me on that you are caged and hairless, right baby?”

“Yes Daddy”

“Well…so you know I have a lot of fetishes but one of my biggest ones is getting a guy like you to embrace being a girly slut for me.”

I think I laughed a little and said “Ok?” Like that and he raised his eyebrow and dropped his smile so I corrected and said “Oh Daddy that’s interesting. Tell me more.”

So he went on to explain that he really loves the idea of a guy willing to be caged and give up his penis (or at least access to it) and just be like this mindless bimbo servant…uhh…slave?

That’s his biggest fantasy and it it also crosses into a lot of mine. And the biggest fetish I have, overall, mentally, is being “forced” to do something.

When we got home after our convo it was like one of those scenes from a movie where the characters are ripping each others clothes off.

As soon as we were inside the apartment door, he grabbed me and put me against a wall and forced his tongue into my mouth so hard.

He finally broke the kiss and said, “you have five minutes to be naked in my bedroom, on all fours on the bed, face the door.” I usually face the wall when I present for him.

Admittedly, I got a tad nervous because I had not douched and never in my life have I been fucked without it.

But I did as he asked, stripped all the way naked. Just my collar and my cage on. I thought, “wow without the thong on my balls feel very heavy”

He came in and told me “Don’t speak. At all. Not a sound” and took his shoes and socks off and his coat and tie and shirt off.

If I wasn’t already swollen in the cage, I would have gotten there right then, seeing his body makes me so horny. He’s so…solid. Like just a tree trunk of a man. And as much as I STILL don’t like taking my hair off with the crème, admittedly it has made the sight of his chest hair and armpit hair even more alluring.

Kind of like how, since I never get to touch my clit, I crave holding his erection or sucking on it even more.

He told me “Ok kneel” so I lowered down from the all fours to kneel on the bed.

He sat next to me on the bed and said “The things I want to do to you…make you do for me…and god, the hottest part is I want you to accept it and crave to do them for me. You can pretend it’s by force but deep down your desire to please me will be so strong, you’d do anything I ask, without thinking, without any hesitation. It’s what I’ve always wanted. And you can give that to me.”

He kissed me again and this time pinched my nipple so hard it hurt. I moaned into his mouth from the titty pinch. He pulled back and said “No noise. Nothing until I say.”

He got up and set up the TV and I remember thinking I needed to pee. But I couldn’t ask cause he said no talking.

He got his TV to do share screen and the whole thing was interesting because he’s never turned the TV on in his room once that I know of since I’ve lived here.

He showed me some images, almost like a porno Pinterest, and I remember thinking “now why doesn’t he just use Tumblr to curate this?” But anyway yeah it was all photos or drawings of guys with penises locked in a cage, with collars and leashes, usually on the floor kneeling next to their Alphas or Doms or Masters or whatever. Some of them had longer hair or wigs and make up. Some of them were chained by their ankles while dressed like a maid and doing housework.

It was a whole thing.

And he would rub the back of my head and say “this is what I want. I think you’re the one. I think we can do this together.” Stuff like that.

And I admit, the idea of him re-making me like this…I was definitely leaking onto his bed from my cage. I was turned on yes.

What did he say next? I’m trying to think. I can’t remember exactly but he was using a lot of his “normal voice” which is still really sexy but it’s different than his Dom voice. I could tell how excited he was just to share this all with me which meant a lot on its own.

I think he asked me what I thought. Like, dropped the command not to speak and straight up said what do you think?

And I said yeah. I’m open to this Daddy, I would just…I mean it’s more than just what we were doing before.

And he said yeah he likes that too but at some point he realized I had the potential to be this version of a sub/slave for him. He didn’t think that at first. But then after I learned to cum without being uncaged, from him fucking me, that’s when he thought I could be the one. Which is his ultimate fantasy of a slave. This male turned into a bimbo slut for his/her Master. It’s his biggest kink.

I told him yes. Yes Daddy. Thank you for showing me this. He said well there’s one more thing. Of course I said What Daddy?

And he said he wanted me to watch a porn with him which…I don’t think we’ve ever done that either!!

I said yes daddy and he had a clip of a guy with a sub, now she might have been trans actually but she still had her penis, it was not in a cage. But the guy was a total dom of course this is a porn, it’s a fantasy. So he would call her names and when she sucked his cock he called her more names, rubbed his wet cock all over her face (Daddy, is this where you got that move?) and then he has her lay on the bed while he spanks her with his belt.

He tells her to beg to be fucked and she does and they fuck in like four different positions, she never once touches herself and finally he finishes on her face while she looks up (eyes closed) adoringly at him.

I could see Daddy’s cock fully hard in his pants and of course I’m leaking (plus I really have to pee by now) and he was so excited. He said that’s his favorite porn clip and by now it’s like 8 years old.

He said that’s the dynamic I want more or less in our relationship. He said you can think about it if you need to though. We aren’t ready to sign the contract just yet.

I said “Daddy, I would love to try for you”. I really smiled so big and said “I’ll be your caged slut, Daddy” and he was so happy. Like, real person happy.

(And I’ve often thought about how difficult his fantasies have been for him. Subs/fags have a hard time reconciling who they are with real life but Daddy has had it hard to. How do you reveal this kind of stuff to people and tell them This is what I Need and not have them judge you?)

Well, I did not get fucked thankfully. Instead, Daddy just wanted to re-create the very end of the clip…with a twist.

He took off his pants and underwear and had me kneel on the floor, his cock right in front of my face and had me lick his balls. And man they tasted and smelled so good. (If you’ve never licked balls you CONSTANTLY get loose pubes in your mouth that you have to quickly and discreetly pull out with a finger or two) Daddy’s “bush” is wild and untamed but I LOVE IT!!

Then he started with the phrases. He will have stuff he will tell me exactly what to say and then at some point he will usually say “yeah just keep talking like that” as he gets close.

So he’s jacking off over me, his thick cock is slick from his precum so it’s making that slick-clicking noise as he goes back and forth real fast. His smell is so intoxicating as I’m right in his ballsack area but not licking anymore.

The phrases were something like:

“Say you’re Daddy’s whore” “Say you love being Daddy’s slut” say “I need your cum, Daddy” say I love being your cum slut, etc… basically calling myself names and begging for cum is what it boils down to.

Yep. He doused my face in his cum and did that grunting thing. He goes “Uhn. Uhn. Uhn. Uhhhhhn” and it’s a low low growl.

And as his aftershocks hit sometimes he’ll say “such a good girl. Such a good fucking bitch for Daddy”

I waited because I know what to expect by now. I would use my tongue gently on his piss slit as his cock deflated, there’s almost more and more cum that keeps leaking out. So I get it before it can splat on the floor.

“Ok bitch, I’m ready”

So then I gently put the first part of his cock in my mouth and drink his piss. He does a different satisfied noise for that. It’s like “Ahhhhh”.

Then he has me lick up his cum that did hit the floor earlier when he shot. While I’m licking it up he laughed a little and said “it would be hot if you had to be on a cum and piss diet” and laughed and said “I’m just kidding about that but it is hot”

He was in a great mood so I said please daddy I need to pee so bad and he said “yeah yeah! Sorry! Go pee!”

Daddy wants me post the Contract when he is done but I’m also scared of that.

I said “Daddy may I please speak more?”

And he said “Granted”.

(Interjection: Daddy mostly uses “Granted” and “Denied” when responding to requests verbally or in text although he does use variations sometimes)

I basically told him, as I sat on the floor beside his bed, and as respectfully as I could, that I’m terriefied if I post the Contract that he will be judged. Even if he is anonymous. I told him I know and believe he is a good person who has very deep (I don’t know if I said twisted) fantasies about controlling someone else but I felt he loved me and i am the other half of that, but what he wants also flies in face of every conventional BDSM relationship advice. There are supposed to be safe words and continued consent and all kinds of stuff and he said “well. I will give it some thought” and went onto say that he doesn’t care about what other people think, even if it verges on unethical and unconventional, it’s not illegal to control and even abuse someone with their consent.

He told me after reading my post and he saw some of the replies about fearing I might not be able to document on Tumblr, he got the idea that I should be forced to post everything, for my own good, to show how deeply I was willing to let him control me.

I love him and I don’t want people to judge him. The things he says in this draft and the things he wants me to do.

I am very excited to try. I’m nervous. But…on paper how can strangers see that he’s not weird or anything, he’s this regular red blooded American man who has always needed to control someone AND, I guess, defending him without need almost, he’s not trying to like, kidnap people and stuff. Like, he’s been through several subs and he’s looking for someone who will consent to living this way.

I keep thinking about his words and his assurance that he doesn’t care, this is what he needs and wants and he’s being honest with me. Up front. He’s telling me in the contract “this is everything I expect from you for a year”.

It’s not a surprise. It doesn’t come out of nowhere. I ALSO looked for this. I sought this out.

I dunno. My heart breaks thinking about what people will say, so many people I’ve seen on Reddit really just have a much lighter level of D/s play that I feel like we are almost outsiders.

Well. I have seen the first draft of the TPE contract and it’s pretty hot but it’s also exciting how fully it puts my life in Daddy’s control. Maybe makes me a little nervous.

It says right at the beginning that it’s not legal (ofc) but it’s a record of a fantasy that two people enter into consensually.

But after the contract is in effect, the fantasy is non-consent. And pretty much the only way to end it is to leave. I mean, outside of the contract there might be more to it but the fantasy of the contract is, if I ever refuse something, then it’s over.

I’ll be an owned slave and slaves cannot refuse especially if they consented in the first place. It’s a lot to think about.

He told me after reading my last post that He might force me to update Tumblr daily to document going from a sub to a slave but that I’m going to regret it because there’s things I’ll be ashamed to write.

Caged: 106 Days. Days Since Orgasm: 7

Writing on here has been fun. It’s not like a FULL account or diary and the added…twist?! That Daddy reads all my posts makes me very conscious of what I write.

He has been less strict with that. For a while, he would either watch me write or I’d have to hand him my phone to approve the post.

But…my guess is, it didn’t really add much to our dynamic. So he’s back to reading them casually, I think.

There is rarely a time when he acknowledges he reads them. There were some rough spots, like when I posted my butt. Or the AI generated guy who looked just like him and he was NOT happy. I think those are deleted.

Yesterday I spent a little time trying to update my AI picture since I shaved my must-ouch and cut my hair and this time it was pretty hard to do.

Oh but all that brings me to this. I’m not sure how much longer I’m going to be allowed to keep writing here because Daddy and I are working on a TPE Master and slave contract.

No we know they aren’t legally enforceable, but both of us think it’s fun and sexy. So actually Daddy is working on it. He told me so. We already have a very short, very informal agreement in writing that only outlines a few things, and it’s mostly for the purpose of showing that I DID consent to this stuff. Such as depositing half my paychecks in Daddy’s bank account and agreeing to wear a cage all the time.

Anyway, since I know he’s working on the contract draft, it could be that he wants me to cut out Tumblr. I don’t know yet.

I wish I had time to update every day because there is so much I forget when I finally get permission to do it.

So Daddy DID decide to order a new cock cage, another Cobra design. He hates the metal one I wear. We both wanted it to be hot but it doesn’t hang right. It looked better in his fantasy I guess. So he’s getting me a Cobra. He says it’s a new one so he didn’t already have it.

Which means I’ll finally get to have a cage that is all mine and not pre-worn from any of his subs from years ago.

Which makes me wonder…who in the world did he get this tiny metal one for? And did it look different on them?

Daddy, this is just a curiosity question. You don’t have to answer, Daddy.

There is one thing I don’t want to say yet except it might involve re-location but I’ll keep that a half-surprise.

Oh, yes. Geez how could I forget this??

So after the gym thing and me having to wear those shorts and then I posted about it, Daddy and I ended up having a talk about it. When we talk, like to straighten something out, we still stay “in character” I guess you would say. I mean, this is who we “really” are. So I am usually sitting or kneeling on the floor and he stands or sits on the couch or in his recliner and I still say “Daddy”, speak very respectfully, etc…

So yeah. Anyway we talked and my big objection is involving other people in a kink. Who did not consent to it. Daddy sees my point but disagrees. He says, in that scenario, the cage is my genitalia. I have a caged clit. He says at the gym you can also see people’s cock bulges and camel toes and nobody consented to that either.

But here was the compromise we made: first, for disagreeing with him, I needed to be paddled hard. I agreed because submitting to punishment turns me on, even if the punishment ITSELF does suck. Daddy can paddle VERY hard, without even really trying.

Second, I would not be going to the gym any longer. I would be doing all workouts at home, naked.

Third, we agreed that I still would work towards always accepting what he says without argument, even in cases where he might be wrong. He told me even if I was correct, and this is unethical, in THIS case the worst case scenario is we’d be asked to leave or maybe I’d get filmed or something. And that’s not a dire enough scenario to not comply with Daddy’s request. I’m entitled to discomfort and safe words and all that but we agreed I would still work on getting past it, when appropriate. Like, this wasn’t a life or death reason to object.

I agreed. I said “Yes Daddy I agree. Thank you for letting me express my opinion.”

So then I got spanked and it wasn’t sweet or hot or anything. He did the thing where he has me lying face down, we were on my bed, and I was naked and he sat on my back, making it impossible to move. I can still breathe real good but he’s like what?? 200 pounds? Probably more. He faced my feet and took the paddle and went to town on my ass. The usual dirty talking was mostly absent.

I did start struggling at one point, wiggling, can’t reach back there with my arms but I’d put my feet up and he would stop and say “put. Your. Fucking. Feet. Down.” and I would and then another five minutes of paddling and I’d do it again so he said if I did it one more time he’d tie them down and punish my feet for me not putting them down.

So I put them back and kept them back, and for the first time I thought I was going to start crying. He hasn’t made me cry yet although it seems impossible to me and he likes the idea. But I think maybe this was the first time he tried to make it happen.

I could not bring myself to use the safe word, because despite it hurting, I KNEW it wasn’t a permanent damage scenario, and I DO like being “forced” to do things. So I didn’t and as I was, not yelling but definitely grunting and saying Ow real loud and then I could feel like the beginnings of wanting to cry but that’s when he stopped. And stayed stopped.

He said I’m going to get up and don’t you fucking move. And I said “Yes Daddy”

So he got up and said Look at me. So I looked over at him and he said Thank me for helping you be a submissive bitch. I did. His erection in his shorts looked massive and immedietely I went from wanting to cry to being horny and I wanted it. He noticed and said Oh you’re not getting this. This cock is for good girls and you’re not there yet. Are you? And I said no Daddy.

Then he said now get up and kneel in the corner of your room and don’t move until I tell you. So I did and even though it felt like forever with him gone he came back in only like 20 minutes I think. He said are you ready to be a good girl for Daddy?

And I said yes Daddy. So he let me get up and make him dinner and he let me eat my Huel out of my bowl on the floor. When I was done he told me to go clean my face and clean our dishes and eventually he told me to go to bed in my room. So I brushed my teeth and spent my first night in a while in my own room.

And you know what? Part of me was upset because I disappointed him and part of me felt like it wasn’t fair since I was just objecting but the biggest part of me was so horny and turned on that in this situation, it didn’t matter what was fair or anything, he was going to force me to accept his way of doing things. So yeah I was a super horny boy alone in my room.

On Thursday our morning routine this changed. I did the first part as normal, how we used to do it before I started spending the nights in Daddy’s room. I waited kneeling at his bedroom door until he opened it and let me in to drink his piss. He was very groggy and, he’s not a morning person so he always is extra gruff and grouchy but honestly it turns me on. Gosh how did I get this way? Ok, no I decide a few years ago not to worry about that and just go with it.

Anyway, I’m kneeling and he’s holding his hard-on and he looks tired but he says “are you ready to be a good girl today?” And this is the first time he’s consistently changed my pronouns for longer than maybe a few minutes. I said “Yes daddy” and he said “And do you want Daddy’s piss?” And I said “Yes Daddy” and he said “alright, open up.” And he held his cock so it would be the right level for me to place my mouth and make a seal over his cockhead and while I was drinking down that jet of his urine, I realized for the first time that having a faggot sub to drink your piss while you have morning wood is the most convenient thing ever. Daddy’s erection has a gradual curve towards and its thick and rigid like an oak tree, how in heck did he used to point that far enough down to hit the mark in the toilet. With me, his bitch, he can just nudge it slightly down to my lips.

This is getting long so I’ll sum up that Daddy picked out a workout on YouTube and laid out some dumbbells for me and showed me where the big workout mat is rolled up in a closet. I had to take my thong off and lay it gently on the floor nearby and complete this body weight/dumbbell workout in the nude while he went to the gym.

He told me when I was done to stay kneeling on the pad and wait for him to get back.

I did and when he came in, I was really horny so I was hoping there would be “more” but he just had me put my thong back on and put the pad and dumbbells away.

I made him breakfast and we showered and each went to work.

Friday was the same.

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I’ve lost 25 pounds so far. I have to keep going because you can’t see my abs yet. I know Daddy wants to see them before he decides if he wants me to bulk up a little. But already I’m so proud of myself. I wish I could post a photo but I can’t.

It feels so good because I am self conscious about my body already. With the scarring and then the tattoos to cover the scars which sometimes makes me feel like I don’t look right for a sub.

Daddy took me shopping, nothing fancy, and let me get new jeans. They were 32s (waist) and even now they aren’t like super tight at all. I could sense him debating whether to make me squeeze a bit to fit the 30s, but he decided not to. He said “soon enough”.

He also got me two pairs of shorts, one is the denim kind where it looks like fringe and someone cut them off. Definitely women’s. He made me come out of the dressing room with them and I was super embarrassed but I could tell he loved it.

He said I’ll be wearing them a lot this summer. The other pair of shorts is …. Just insane. Like something you would wear to the gay club. They are shiny green and so so short and worst of all they are tight and there is no mistaking the cage outline.

And do you know what? Of course he made me wear them on our first day back in the gym. I was dying inside. Every. single. person. Eyed my cage when they saw me. They obviously knew I was Daddy’s boyfriend and I was probably his sub because of his past and it’s a known thing but to publicly reveal that I am in chastity was honestly one of the hardest things I’ve ever done.

He’s told me over and over that, chastity is like my gender. It’s like I’m male but I’m also a bitch. He said it’s the exact same thing as seeing women’s camel toe in their leggings or mens cock bulge in their sweatpants. That’s what I have down there and if they look, it’s their problem.

But I could not focus at all. Probably the worst workout of my life.

Thank god he only has one pair of those in rotation. Daddy if you read this yes I am grateful you push my limits and I know how happy it made you to show me off in chastity but please please Daddy not everyday like that.

Oh! And even worse is that my legs are hairless. Which I hate as well.

It’s… it’s a weird feeling hating something like the shorts or the hairless legs but at the same time loving that you are doing it to please your man, who in my case is Daddy.

What I was also worried about was accidentally leaking through the tight fabric of those shorts but haha turns out I was totally terrified and embarrassed and not turned on at all. I was more…proud of myself that I pushed through it.

Let’s see what else? Oh! Daddy asked me to shave my mustache off, which I did. And then to get a much shorter haircut which I did. And he said “Jesus you look barely legal. I’m not sure this was a good idea”

But I will take it as a compliment.

He has openly debated about putting me back into one of the cobra cages, I think they are called. I think all the ones he’s had me wear, maybe have been used before. I don’t know.

I have been locked in a chastity device now for 100 days. Not always the same one.

Yesterday I was working on some chores in the morning when Daddy texted my phone and said to clean myself out.

So I did and then sometimes what I do is bring a towel and the lube and put the towel down and put the lube next to it and then I just lay forward with my head on the bed and my ass arched high in the air so my pussy is begging for it.

Daddy never taught me to do this, it’s just something I’ve started doing.

Then I just wait until he is ready.

He only made me wait about 5 minutes before he came in and knelt behind me naked on the bed.

I heard some like metallic rustle and then he gently pulled my hair a little bit so my head lifted up and I could see he was holding the black stick gag in front of me.

I obediently opened my mouth and he fastened it in and then I laid my head back down.

He has fun applying lube inside me and making me moan and push back on his fingers.

Then when I feel him teasing me with his cockhead it’s even worse.

But I’m pretty careful not to say anything. Sounds like moaning is ok but he doesn’t like it when I talk unless he specifically tells me to. And usually then he’ll tell me what to say.

Of course the fuck was amazing.

He gave me permission to cum and as I did, I just said oh I’m coming Daddy through the gag which sounded like pathetic nonsense.

Then he just kept on going. In fact he went for a long time…ok not like an eternity but probably about 15 minutes after he made me cum.

Finally he pulled out of me and rolled over on his back and told me to finish him by jacking him off all over my face.

So I did. I stuck my face right in front of his piss slit, my head was laying on his lower belly.

I still had the gag in so my drool ran right out the side of my mouth. I grabbed his big cock with my right hand and played with hi s hairy balls with my left. I jacked really really fast which is what he likes to do when he does it to himself.

He came in about 60 seconds. His jizz blasted all over my face.

He told me I was a good faggot. He looked very satisfied.

He said come here so I could get close and turned my head so he could take the gag out.

“Clean me up bitch” he said and I did, eagerly lapping up all his juices and then gently sucking his cock to clean it.

I was already horny again by that point, even though he’d just let me cum, and now (the next day while I write this) I’m so horny again.

I can’t get full relief, ever.

Anyway he also made me lick up my own puddle from the towel and he kept me naked the the rest of the day. And I had to let his cum dry all over me as well. I didn’t wash it off or anything until bedtime.

Days Caged: 93

Days Without Orgasm: 1(?)

So my previous post was a brief summary of our trip. Now, when we got back home yesterday it was about 3pm. We took our luggage up to the apartment and then we went for groceries.

When we returned, Daddy had me make him spaghetti and meatballs. I make the meatballs from scratch. He also let me eat the same thing, even sitting at the table with him like normal BUT yes, he did have me stripped down to a thong.

After dinner & washing the dishes, he wanted me to "clean out" so I figured I was finally going to get to orgasm. It had been 30 days since he let me cum while fucking me, and I had been SO GOOD on the trip. I behaved exactly how he is shaping me about 99% of the time.

He wanted to fuck in missionary which is very unusual. He had me sort of my back scrunched up against the wall on the bed and then he had my legs wrapped around his back. He moved my thong string to the side and used lube and entered me and man! it felt amazing. I immedietely knew I was going to cum, his giant mushroom was pushing right on my prostate. He sucked on and pinched my nipples, too, which feels amazing. He told me I was his bitch and he loved fucking my pussy. I started to get really close...it couldn't have even been five minutes. So I said "Oh, Daddy...Oh... I'm gonna cum... please please Daddy can I cum on your cock?" And he said "Yeah, bitch, cum for your Daddy" And started going faster while I moaned like an idiot. Just making pathetic "Ah!" noises, I just couldn't help it.

Well, I was like RIGHT THERE and just when I knew it was gonna happen, Daddy PULLED ALL THE WAY out of me, reached into my thong pouch and CLAMPED his hand around my balls and SQUEEZED hard! It hurt so bad I actually said "Ow! Ow! Ow!" like that. And my cum just oozed out of my cage and all over the back of his hand while he KNEADED my full balls painfully.

When I tell you there was NO orgasmic feeling at all. It was SO frustrating. He watched my cum just flooding out and said "How's that?" and I said "It hurts Daddy." and he said "Good" with a smile. As my cum stopped coming out, he had me lick it off his hand, releasing my balls. The pain went away but my clit was still so hard and it felt sore to be honest, most of my erection is blocked up behind the cage.

He repositioned himself so his cock was right in front of my face and with his hand on the back on my head, face fucked me...throat fucked me while saying stuff like "You cum the way...I...want...you...to" and "A fucking...bitch...like you...doesn't...need...to cum...like a man"

And that went on for a while, meanwhile I was still so horny and hard in the cage. He finally came down my throat. He slowly pulled out of my face and then had me thank him for fucking me like a bitch and feeding me his cum. He stared down at me and had me open up and swallow his spit a few times. Then he made me repeat stuff to him like "Please Daddy don't ever unlock me" and "please treat me like a stupid faggot, Daddy".

He had me go and make him some coffee, even though it was like 7pm at this point. While he drank it, I had to massage and lick his feet/smell his feet. He played on his phone. He made a very short video of me saying "I love being a little bitch for Daddy" and licking his feet which is THE most humiliating thing...he showed it to me several times and I cringe.

Then he had me drink his piss and get ready for bed. I was pretty much asleep when he was finally ready for sleep and he spooned me from behind and played with my tits and told me I was his bitch and I'll never be unlocked and never be allowed to cum "like a man" again.

He also kept reaching into my dirty underwear and then making me smell his fingers after he played with my balls, which STILL feel very full.

Daddy and I had a good time in the South visiting our families. When we visited his parents/family they let us stay in the little farmhouse on their property and when we visited mine we stayed at a hotel.

Daddy got to cum every morning and every night, by having me suck his cock, or he jacked off on my face or hole. One time at my parents, I was a little to "smart" and he told me in the kitchen, he whispered to me, "If you don't behave, I will take you to the bathroom and spank you right now so your parents know I am in charge." And although in some way that was a hot idea, it also made me embarrassed and I wanted to avoid that. Overall, he told me I did a good job of acting like a "doting girlfriend", which is supposed to be my demanor when I am with him in public. I think my parents and my sister probably thought is was really weird that I was much more reserved than usual and he would say "Get me some more coffee" or whatever and I'd immedietly jump up to get it.

One thing Daddy does sometimes is what he calls "Man-handling" me. He likes to bear hug me, or put me in a "sleeper hold", or throw me forcefully on the bed, etc.

When he fucks me, he moves me into whatever positions he wants. I never ever try to move in a certain way... like for instance, he always fucks me either doggie style or much less common he makes me ride him. Sometimes he fucks me in a spoon position.

But let's say he's fucking me doggie style, and I'm ass up, pussy open, and my head and chest are all the way on the bed. If I try to lift my head and chest up he will PUSH me right back down. If he wants to lift my head and chest back towards him, he will lean down and wrap his arm around my neck area and PULL me back, or he will grab my hair and pull me. He always does it FIRMLY but slowly. He doesn't ever JERK me into positions.

Sometimes he has put me on the bed, flat lying face down, and he SITS on my back facing my feet and spanks my ass. He had also held me down face up, holding my wrists, and said "now try to get away" and I always protest a little because it's fun, but he's so much stronger than I am and he knows it. So of course when I do struggle I can barely budge him. In those moments, I always think it's really hot. Because I know it's a game, ultimately. Like that's what Domination and Submission is. It's a game that is DEEPLY satisfying to both parties. But he really could overpower me if he wanted to.

So, he likes doing that and after I struggle and can't move him, he'll say "Now open wide for your Daddy" and I do and he spits into my mouth.

Aren't humans so interesting? That I love being "forced" to submit to all his ideas and humiliations and the pain and everything? That I love being kepy horny and in a chastity cage? And He loves causing me pain, embarassing me, forcing me to cook for him and clean for him and keeping me locked up so that I focus on his cock?

84 Days Caged

22 Days Since Orgasm

I have to admit that Daddy is a very smart man. The longer he makes me go without cumming, the more I completely focus on pleasing him. It's my default anyway, but the orgasm denial makes me almost into a character. I just act extra sweet and submissive. Last night Daddy fingered my pussy before we went to sleep. First one finger, then two... he didn't use lube so it was a little painful at first. Kind of burned. I nuzzled into his hairy chest and kissed his chest and his neck and he told me how I was his bitch and the only reason I get pleasure is because he wants it. That I'm never allowed to do anything to give myself pleasure without permission. My clit is caged so that's out but I can't play with my pussy or my nipples. And he reminded me he does it for himself. He said "Daddy loves playing with your pussy".

It felt so good but I didn't dare ask him to cum because I knew he would stop but since he didn't give me permission I knew I wasn't going to be able to. I just "give in" and let him play with my hole, knowing it's not going to end in orgasm. He sucked on my nipples a little bit, too.

He got very hard and I reached for it but he said "No, Daddy didn't give you permission", and I immedietely said "Yes Daddy, I'm sorry".

Eventually he stopped and pulled his fingers out of me and made me suck on them until he was happy. Then he said "Now Daddy's very tired so let's go to sleep." And I just said "Yes Daddy".

I rolled over to my side, butt facing him, and he always pulls me forcefully into him with one arm. He puts a lot of pressure into the spoon at first until he falls asleep. His cock was so hard pressed into me and my clit was so swollen and leaking in the cage, all into the sheets.

Even more than my own orgasm I wanted his so so so bad. And isn't that the point? That eventually, no matter how horny I am, I don't selfishly want to cum, I want to help him cum and feel satisfied.

It's been 20 days since I got to cum. 82 days since I was caged.

Yesterday after the gym, when we got back Daddy was horny. Both of us got completely naked and he had me kneel and lick his balls while he jacked off. I had to lick his balls and lick his feet and they tasted like sweat and man-funk. He told me stand up now and lick his pits so I did. He stopped jacking himself and his cock was so hard and poking into my stomach while he pushed my head into his pits.

He pulled me away from him and held me by the back of my head/my hair.

He looked at my cage, were the head was swollen and trying to push out from the bars. In my new cage all you can see is the very head of my cock and the rest is pushed up inside me. It was covered in shiny pre-cum and dripping in a stream, so he kind of scooped it up and put it on his cock. "Making lube for Daddy, what a good faggot" he said.

He let go of my hair and clamped his hand onto my balls. "So full for Daddy...nice" and he started squeezing them and rolling my nuts and I wanted to bend over cause it did hurt. "Beg me never to let you cum again"

"Please Daddy, don't let me ever cum again"

"Tell me you don't need to cum"

"I don't need to cum, Daddy"

"Okay now keep saying it"

So I just kept saying how I never needed to cum and begging him never to grant me an orgasm. He was jacking off during this and the more he got into it, the harder and faster he was also squeezing my balls. It's hard to explain in text but yeah, it hurt a lot. But still not enough for me to "tap out" and use my safe word.

When he finally came, he doused my cage in his juice. There was SO MUCH, and it fell on the floor and on my ballsack too.

He made me lick up his cum and my pre-cum off the floor, which was hard becase all the cum he put inside my cage and all over it kept dripping on the floor too. So I was bascially a naked, horny pathetic bitch moving around and licking up the floor for like ten minutes.

He wouldn't let me shower and instead I used a warm washcloth and soap to clean everything except my cage because he wanted his cum to dry on it/inside it, covering my clit. "That's the only cum you need. Daddy's cum." he told me.